An occasional glimpse into the workings of the Scottish Parliament and the Scottish Executive (or comments on anything else that takes my fancy).

06 September 2012

Nostalgia - stuff it

This morning, I had to do something I have not done in twenty years: I had to change an electric plug. Men of my vintage used to do this regularly. For reasons which escape me, this was a man's job. (I imagine that single women lived wholly in the dark.) But some EU regulation or other in the 1980s insisted that all electrical appliances came with plugs already attached. I therefore suppose that this is a mystery to you youngsters.

Changing a plug is not difficult, but it is fiddly. It was a Spanish plug, but the principle is the same: blue to the left, brown to the right and earth up the middle. Get it wrong and you'll set the house on fire or electrocute yourself.